I woke up in the middle of the night with two thoughts racing through my head (damn thee, insomniac sleep). First, it is Tuesday and I haven't thought about or written a tribute (check out Jay and Deb's tribute information here). My second thought was holy hockey sticks... it is a teacher work day. That means I won't have the protection of the children to keep me safe from the teachers.
So, this Tuesday, the tribute goes out to the children of the world (particularly the ones at my school because they are the cutest, most charming, and smartest ones). Because where else but an elementary school can you be entertained by the things the short people say. And check out what they can write.
Such raw honesty. Not everyone on a journey will admit to shitting a bear. And the good news... he didn't die. If I had shit a bear, I probably would have died. Right there on the toilet. Kind of like Elvis.